Chapter 117, Chapter 118: Trample Everything!!

  Without any excessive modesty or unusual color, Chai Shuang stood up, slightly raised his hand to the newcomers, and walked onto the podium.

  She glanced briefly at the audience below, but didn't say a word. Instead, she randomly pulled out an exquisitely carved knife set from her waist pouch. This knife set was given to her by Chai Sang as a birthday gift, worth a fortune and named "Feng Gu". The hilt was made of the skeleton of a rare spiritual beast - Ba Xia, while the blade tip was forged from fallen star iron.

  Compared with Xiao Hong's current possession of Huan Diao, I don't know how many times more precious it is. After all, this isn't something that can be bought with money.

  Chai Shuang put aside the "feng gu" and took out a wooden box filled with various materials, just like the newborn one.

  Then, Chai Shuang took out the stone slab and used a carving knife to carve beautiful patterns on it. Next, he made the magic liquid and injected it into the patterns. The process was smooth and effortless.

  Watching the newborns below, each and every one of them was filled with envy and admiration. Now they have thoroughly seen the gap between themselves and Chai Shuang, not just a little bit, but ten million eight thousand miles apart.

  In just ten short minutes, a brand new yet exquisite healing tattoo appeared in Chai Feng's hand, with beautiful lines that looked like a work of art.

  Without any inspection, Chai Shuang handed it over to Han Chen in front of the new students and then returned to his own seat.

  Han Chen looked at the magic pattern in his hand and couldn't help but sigh, although Chai Shuang was a bit arrogant on weekdays, but in terms of making patterns, he was absolutely talented and powerful.

  However, this was just the beginning. When Han Chen examined the Healing Magic in the same way as before, his expression suddenly changed drastically.

  Only to see, on the instrument, the given data is: 202 points, can be used 66 times.

  "...!" Unconsciously, Han Chen let out such a sound, although the voice was very light, but enough to see the astonishment in Han Chen's heart. As one of the important figures of Xizhen Magic Academy, he naturally knew that being able to make the healing points of a second-level healing tattoo exceed 200 meant what? The skill had already reached the level of mastery.

  Looking again at the newborns below, they were all stunned, looking at each other in dismay, not knowing how to express the shock in their hearts. Once again, they cast their eyes on Chai Feng, and their hearts were filled with reverence and praise, with voices of admiration that never ceased.

  Sitting in the front row, Chai Sang saw Chai Shuang's score on the big screen, ranking first, and a hint of joy flashed across his face. Apparently, in his eyes, Chai Shuang had made significant progress, living up to being his granddaughter.

  Chai Shuang herself, although her expression was calm and peaceful, but in her heart she was already filled with pride, especially when she heard the praise from the new students behind her, it made her feel extremely pleased.

  "It's no wonder you're a senior, your skills are indeed impressive. I look forward to learning from you in the future." Feng Shang, who was sitting behind Chai Shuang, suddenly spoke up in a soft voice, his words filled with admiration and a hint of trying to get close to her, as he respectfully extended his hand.

  "Alright." Chai Shuang glanced slightly at Feng Shang behind him, didn't put on airs and shook hands with him, smiling.

  Just about then, looking at one side of the stage, Wang Jia and an assistant suddenly appeared, dragging a large wooden box behind them.

  "Wang Jia, what are you doing here?" He Yuzhi, who was originally about to announce the end of the gathering, furrowed his brow and asked, his expression filled with puzzlement and a hint of disdain.

  After all, for the Xijin branch school, the high and mighty Xijin Magic Academy has never taken it seriously, whether it is teachers or students. Many students even gave the Xijin branch school a nickname, calling it the "garbage dump" of Xijin Magic Academy.

  Even if a few excellent ones occasionally pop out, they will be praised as turning waste into treasure.

  "Didn't I say it before? This time, the branch school will start the test with Xijin Academy and announce the results together." Wang Jia said stiffly, feeling extremely embarrassed in her heart, and didn't know what Principal Cheng was thinking. Wasn't losing face enough?

  Especially when I saw those excellent grades on the big screen, and Chai Shuang's grades that made people look up to her in admiration and shock.

  However, the principal instructed him to do so, and he couldn't disobey. Anyway, since the other party didn't show up, it wasn't him who would lose face, but unfortunately, his own reputation would be ruined.

  Another assistant also secretly looked at the magic pattern in the box, and it was really pitiful.

  He Yuzhi was actually unwilling to let the branch school join, it's clear that it's just a mess, but it's not good to say anything, if he refused, I'm afraid that surnamed Cheng would run to Hongbo Group again to complain, saying something like "born by stepmother and father".

  Helpless, He Yunzi glanced at Chai Sang and saw that although he looked helpless, he nodded slightly. Since the other party chose to lose face voluntarily, then so be it.

  "Can Director Han still handle it? Let's work a bit harder." He Yuzhi said softly to Han Chen.

  "Alright." Han Chen was somewhat tired, but for the sake of the branch school's reputation, he still gave it his all and stood up again, walking back onto the stage.

  However, when he opened the wooden box brought by Wang Jia, his expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, shaking his head with a hint of a smile. All he saw was that the medicine patterns in the box were simply appalling, and it was hard to find one that looked decent, let alone excellent.

  And don't even mention how rough the knife work is, there are a few more, the magic pattern liquid has overflowed from the pattern, looking like ghostly symbols.

  Some students who were sitting in the front row naturally noticed what was inside the box, and some of them burst out laughing on the spot: "My god, what is that thing? Ancient hieroglyphics?"

  Han Chen didn't react much and slightly shifted his gaze to Wang Jia, as if asking, "Are you sure you want me to check? Aren't you afraid of losing face?"

  Wang Jia was already secretly complaining, but he still nodded his head with a stiff upper lip at the principal's task.

  "Alright." Han Chen responded softly and began to inspect it, driving out the magic patterns one by one.

  "This is invalid."

  "Rubbish."

  "This healing index has two points and can be used three times."

  ……

  At this time, the newborn on stage had already laughed over, at this moment, Han Chen's words seemed to have turned into a joke with a strong laugh point, and every sound he made would bring a burst of laughter.

  "What... what is that?"

  "Healing index of two points? Swallowing the materials directly into your stomach is even stronger than that."

  "Wasting materials, ruining the family."

  Many freshmen sighed in unison, but their expressions were still filled with schadenfreude, a strong sense of superiority that permeated their hearts.

  After testing a hundred patterns, the best one is: healing index 40 points, can be used 10 times.

  Judging from the current situation, this is truly a miracle for Xijin Magical Academy Branch.

  Chiba Kagerou, who was sitting in the front row, was even more disdainful of this, clearly thinking it was a waste of time. Chiba himself also slightly shook his head, students from the branch school were indeed hopeless.

  "Do you want to continue?" Han Chen showed a hint of impatience, not looking up, and casually pulled out a magic needle from the box, weighing it for a few moments before fixing his gaze on Wang Jia.

  Wang Jia's face was already red and his ears were burning, he could even squeeze into a crack in the ground, but despite this, he still looked painful, nodded, and said it again, "This is the principal's task."

  "Ah..." Han Chen let out a soft sigh, thinking to himself that it's true what they say - you don't shed tears until you see the coffin. He then casually waved his hand, activating the magic seal he had just retrieved from the box, and a green light shot out towards the detector not far away.

  Just as Han Chen emitted the green light, the new students below the stage instinctively wanted to burst out laughing, but this laughter only lasted halfway and suddenly stopped, suppressing the rest of the laughter.

  All of a sudden, almost at the same moment when Han Chen emitted the green light, the instrument gave out an astonishing number: Healing Index 201 points, usable 166 times!

  "I really don't know what your Principal Cheng is thinking, wanting to lose face..." Han Chen originally wanted to comfort Wang Jia a bit and take the remaining trash symbol back, but this sentence was only halfway spoken when he suddenly felt that something was off about the reaction of the new students below, the laughter had stopped, and the entire auditorium became silent.

  Fixing his eyes on the instrument, Han Chen was suddenly a clever fellow.

  "My goodness!" Han Chen couldn't help but exclaim, his body suddenly jerking backward as if his tail had been scorched by fire.

  As the numbers 201 and 166 flashed before his eyes, Han Chen could hardly believe his own eyes. He had originally become accustomed to the miserable numbers of the trash medicine, but suddenly, out of nowhere, two medicine patterns above 200 points appeared again, and this psychological contrast was simply too intense!

  For a moment, the brain was stunned, and it could actually boost the healing tattoo to over 200, which is already a shocking thing in itself. The most important thing is that it can be used 166 times, which is a bit exaggerated. Even if Chaisang, this great tattoo master, were to take the stage himself, he probably wouldn't reach such a number.

  Originally sitting in the front row, Chai Sang's expression was also stunned, and a shocked color had gradually climbed onto his face amidst his calm expression.

  There's no doubt that such a freakish number, not to mention the dumpster at Xijin Branch School, even in Xijin Mochen Academy, no! Even if you searched all over Taiwu City, it's unlikely there would be a second person who could achieve this!

  Chai Frost, who was not far from Chai Sang, also noticed such an incredible number. His delicate small face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with astonishment.

  "How is this possible? The instrument must have malfunctioned, it can't be." Chai Shuang muttered to herself.

  Chapter 118: Trample Everything!!

  Standing on the podium, Wang Jia's face flushed red as she saw the crowd's astonished gaze and slightly adjusted her eyes to focus on the instrument.

  "Ah?" Suddenly, Wang Jia let out such a sound, his tone was at a loss, and he was stunned. It can be said that he never thought in his dreams that such a thing would happen.

  The next moment, looking at the big screen again, the unknown master's magic pattern had jumped to second place, closely following Chai Feng. However, whether it was Chai Feng or others, they all felt that this second place was more eye-catching than the first place, and the words "can be used 166 times" were particularly striking.

  It is also unknown whether it was a coincidence or the master of the demon had intentionally done so, but 166 happened to be exactly 100 more than 66 of Chai Feng.

  "Director Han, I think there's something fishy going on here. Don't you think that this 166 is a bit suspicious? Tell me, who can sit in it?" Chai Shuang, who had always been extremely proud, suddenly stood up and spoke out, clearly still suppressing the eerie magic mark, but the number 166 was like a nail piercing her heart, making her feel extremely uncomfortable, her haughty self-esteem being endlessly provoked.

  After Chai Shuang's reminder, the students who were in a state of shock gradually came back to their senses.

  "Yes, how come I didn't think of it just now? In my opinion, the eighth floor's instrument is malfunctioning."

  "No way, no way, that dump at Saishin Branch School, how could anyone possibly create such a powerful cursed seal? It's just ridiculous."

  The newborn under the platform began to discuss and debate.

  "Director He, let's switch to another device and retest it," Chai Sang said, he also didn't believe that the Xijin branch school could produce such an explosive magic pattern.

  "Ah." He Yuzhi responded with a sound, not daring to slack off, and quickly pressed on the podium, and then a spare detector rose from under the floor.

  This is Han Chen, the shock in his heart has not subsided yet. He carefully examined the magic pattern in his hand, and the lines did not have the same boldness as Chai Feng's, giving a deep, casual yet experienced feeling.

  Holding the magic pattern in his hand, Han Chen came to the spare instrument, adjusted his mood, and then focused again, releasing a green light beam once more.

  "Healing Index: 204 points, usable 165 times." The spare device gave out the results.

  Dead silence!

  Everyone suddenly fell silent, staring at the numbers displayed on the backup instrument. Han Chen's entire body remained still, emitting a green glow as he gazed fixedly at the digits in front of him.

  Chaisang under the stage opened his eyes wide, and a pale complexion appeared on his ruddy face, showing a shocked expression.

  As for the new students of Xijin Mofeng Academy, who were still full of doubts just now, they all had their eyes wide open in shock, and their mouths, which had opened in astonishment, could swallow a fist.

  And even if it's not said, what kind of crest is this, even if placed in the Western Magic Crest Academy, it would be enough to shock people.

  At the same time, on the big screen ranking, Chai Shuang, who was originally temporarily ranked first, has been ruthlessly trampled by Chai Shuang to second place. In fact, this result is not surprising at all. The first time, Han Chen's healing beam was casually released, and this time, Han Chen was serious about releasing it. It's also normal for the two times to have a little fluctuation.

  However, this slight floating gave Chai Shuang a heavy blow. For a moment, her pretty face turned red with rage. She had never thought that the proud Tian Jiao Nu of Xizhen Magic Academy would be stepped on by a newcomer from Xizhen Branch School. This was undoubtedly a cruel mockery for her.

  But this trampling was not just Chai Feng alone, even the sacred Xijin Magic Academy suddenly looked dull and lost its luster, the only bright spot being that eerie magic pattern.

  "Who does that demon mark belong to?" Chai Shuang asked, her heart filled with shock, anger and annoyance, all in all it was extremely terrible, but she didn't know how to vent her emotions, she just hoped to find out who the owner of the demon mark was, so they could have a face-to-face showdown.

  After Chai Shuang's reminder, people who had been reflecting on themselves once again focused their attention on Han Chen.

  Han Chen didn't stop, flipping the magic pattern over and taking a look at it. On its surface was clearly printed the emblem of Xijin Branch School and the serial number of this test's special loadstone, but in the column for writing names, there was nothing, nor were there any tags with information about the master of the magic pattern.

  "There is only the logo of Xizhen Branch School on this seal, but no information about the owner of the seal. It's anonymous." Han Chen said, and subconsciously flipped through the box again, still without finding any fallen labels.

  "Who else could it be? Do we need to guess? It must be Xiao Hong's." Mu Xi'er, sitting in the audience, expressionless, whispered to Qiu Qiu on her shoulder: "But if I were him, I would definitely write my name clearly and make that old man Chai regret giving up on Xiao Hong."

  The ball on Muxi'er's shoulder also didn't know whether it had understood what Muxi'er was saying, and kept nodding its small head, then stretched out a pair of small paws towards Muxi'er, making a flattering gesture.

  Muxi'er naturally understood what Qiuball wanted to do and slightly furrowed her brow: "Good grief, in just one hour, you've eaten nine pieces."

  However, a scene on the stage made Muxi's mood greatly improved, as if it felt more relieving than Xiao Hong himself. Although he knew that this little guy would become a ball if he continued to eat like this, he still couldn't bear to refuse and took out a piece of beef jerky from his food bag and put it on Qiuqiu's small paws.

  Looking at the stage and the heavyweight figures in the first row, after the initial shock, their expressions have become serious. They really can't imagine that such a strong newcomer would appear in the Xijin branch school, but they don't know who it is.

  And the strange medicinal pattern in front of him, without a doubt, had also thoroughly given the Western Capital Demonic Pattern Academy a crushing blow, beating them to the point where they didn't even have any spirit left.

  Suddenly, all newborns, including Chai Feng, became dull and lost their luster.

  "Since there is no name, then the achievement is invalid." He Yuzhi dryly laughed a few times and opened his mouth to say, then prepared to delete Xiao Hong's demon score from the ranking list.

  "What? Can't Director He take a loss?"

  Just as He Yunzhi was about to announce the ranking conversion results, Cheng Shaoyong's voice suddenly rang out. Looking at Cheng Shaoyong again, he had his hands behind his back and slowly walked from backstage to the stage, trying to keep a straight face but still clearly showing an expression of triumph.

  It turns out that this is his own reminder, and he also knows that the nameless tattoo, apart from Xiao Hong, who else? It's just that I didn't expect Xiao Hong to be so lazy that he didn't even bother to write his name, nor did I expect Xiao Hong to be so vigorous, directly stepping on Chai Shuang.

  Ten years, a full ten years, and Cheng Shaoyong still felt so relieved for the first time.

  However, although it was clear to both of them, since Xiao Hong didn't mention the name, Cheng Shao Yong wouldn't say it out loud either. The reason was simple - he was afraid of Xi Jin Magic Academy poaching his talent again.

  "What does Principal Yi mean by 'no name', what's going on?" He Yuzhi asked.

  "Just fill in the name column with a new student from a branch school." Cheng Shaoyong spoke up, then gestured for Wang Jia to take away the untested magical tattoos, and fixed his gaze on Chai Sang, looking very respectful: "Lord Chai, according to the rules, this time's ranking list will still be made public, right?"

  Chaisang, after being shocked, remained expressionless. Although he was extremely unwilling in his heart, he still nodded slightly. He had already made up his mind to dig out the master of the demonic pattern from Han Chen's hands and then dig it out again at Xizheng Demonic Pattern Academy.

  Little did he know, Xiao Hong himself had long been fed up with the Western Magic Academy. What's more, just a few days ago, he personally ordered Xiao Hong to be removed from the admission list of the Western Magic Academy, just to make room for a young nobleman.

  If Chaisang knew this, I wonder what he would think in his heart.

  Then, with the appearance of Xiao Hongmu, the originally lively auditorium became turbulent and surprising. The freshmen who were once extremely proud to be members of Xizheng Magic Academy also became like eggplants that had been hit by frost.

  Zhai Frost, who was sitting in the front row, looked even more unpleasant.

  At the same time, Xiao Hong, the one who started all this, was completely unaware of what had happened in the hall, to put it another way, he wasn't interested at all. The magic seal he created earlier was just a perfunctory job.

  At this moment, Xiao Hong is sitting cross-legged on the bed, using the Blood Trial to train and cultivate himself, while constantly thinking of ways to improve it in his mind.

  This cultivation lasted for three hours, and when Xiao Hong opened his eyes again, the driving force in his body had already reached 1539 shares. Judging from the perspective of ordinary people, it was already good, but Xiao Hong, who had been used to rapid progress for a long time, would not be satisfied with this.

  It is necessary to think of improvements as soon as possible.

  Xiao Hong thought to himself, then slowly stood up and walked to the desk, drank a few sips of his own specially blended health tea, and began to study "Deutsche Gründerzeit" (German Founder's Era) patterns. Inside, there was a magic pattern that Xiao Hong found particularly interesting - "Hunting Bow".

  This pattern has the following characteristics: great power, long range and high accuracy. The disadvantages are also obvious, that is, it needs three seconds of charging time. Such characteristics also determine a point, in close combat, don't think about using it, its role is either to ambush in the dark and give the opponent a fatal blow, or to pull open a certain distance from the opponent.

  Therefore, apart from "Hunting Bow", Xiao Hong's priority is to create a Wind Pattern that greatly increases movement speed.

  Driving a luxury car is a symbol of being successful, if you don't have one, it's quite embarrassing.

  Now, Xiao Hong himself is very clear that Luo Xue Ning's arrival, let alone the Xi Jin Magic Academy, the entire Tai Wu City will not be able to calm down. Although he has already reached the level of a master, he still needs to strengthen his own strength in order to increase his safety index.